Arogan's Wife Belongs to a Doctor

Chapter 98 - No Words of Love

CHAPTER 98

Dwyne always stared at the entrance, she very much hoped her husband would come in and give a warm greeting to calm the heart. Especially until 8 pm Dwyne was alone in the room, he had asked the food delivery officer about the whereabouts of the husband. It turned out that God was waiting for his son in the treatment room, but why not take him along, that was how Dwyne thought.

Even the medicine for the wife is only God entrust to the nurse who is straightforward.

“I also want to be with my son”, he muttered down from the bed, walking with an infusion buffer down the hall.

“Where are you going? Doctor Dewa forbid you out of the room, because your condition is not fit”, prevent a nurse.

“I want to meet my son downstairs”, flat Dwyne.

“For a while, miss, I will contact Doctor Dewa”, he continued not to be blamed if something happens to the daughter of the hospital owner.

Dwyne was forced to re-enter the room feeling upset and sad mixed into one, sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, swinging her legs and checking her cell phone to kill her bored time waiting for the Gods to come.

The sound of the door shifting instantly distracted Dwyne, no warm smile or welcome given to the Gods. Just like this handsome doctor just entered and immediately checked the condition of the wife's body.

“You should not be too tired, your body now desperately needs a break”, explained Dewa helped his wife lie down and put a stethoscope, sticking the object on her chest and abdomen.

God glances at the tray above the nightstand, “Why not spend it? Isn't that tasty”, point it at the bowl and plate that still left more than half the food.

“I'm not hungry”, Dwyne throw away face. Not angry but eager for her husband to persuade and force her to eat.

“Alright if you don't want to eat, I won't force”, the Lord stands up and steps out of the room. He who is tired does not want to argue only about food.

“Why go straight away?”, asked Dwyne inwardly, staring at her husband's burly back wrapped in a shirt and a white coat of pride.

“God, wait...”, call Dwyne. Seeing the movement stalled, Dwyne tried to sit on the bed and asked the condition of her son, “How is my son?”.

“Denver is getting better, but still under the supervision of a pediatrician. The milk has been found, yes hopefully fit”, explained Dewa.

“Susu? You looked for it yourself?”, asked Dwyne looking up.

“No, Sania helped me find him. It just so happens that he is so expert in nutrition”, continued Dewa.

“WHAT? The sania? Who?”, Dwyne wonders in her heart. “You want to go back to the baby room?”.

“Yes sure, I want to accompany my son”, God turned back his body and started to step away, opened the door of the room, even half his body was out of the room but Dwyne quickly called out to him.

“DEWA? I followed”, reckless this young mother, pushed an infusion buffer and walked towards her husband.

“Rest, let me take care of him , Dwyne”, a difficult view deciphered God gave to the wife.

Dwyne was increasingly staring fixed face and her husband's two eyeballs, “Where is the warm attitude and words ‘sayangnya’, why disappeared”, muttered Dwyne in his heart.

“No, I want to keep my son”, said Dwyne.

“Hah, you are indeed stubborn”, annoyed God sighed. “Alright, come”, the Lord walked first did not link the fingers of the two, Sontak Dwyne was stunned in place lowered his gaze on both hands.

“Why did she go” straight away, this Rayden Bradley princess.

“When Denver can go home? You said it's getting better”

“Yes, indeed but he needs close supervision these few days, maybe 2 to 3 days new allowed to go home”, explained Dewa.

Dwyne watched the smile that came out from the husband's face, how kind God was to every passing person. But immediately Dwyne's gaze turned sharp when he heard the Lord answer a greeting from a woman with ‘Sania’.

“Night doctor and mistress”

“Night Sania, do you want to go home? Be careful lah”, relax God answer it.

“So that's Sania? Huh, outrageous you Dewa”, furious Dwyne in the chest clenched both hands, until the infusion hose bottom red.

“Sit here”, Lord order, currently the two people who had just become a pair of old men were sitting in a padded chair right in front of the baby care room. “You move too much, until the blood comes out like this”, the Gods justify the infusion line.

“God?”

“What's the matter?”, turning to his wife.

“How long have you known that woman named Sania?”, asked Dwyne curiously.

“Oh, since she koas. The boy was one of Dayana's friends and proposed intership here”, explained Dewa as it is.

“About you are with those young doctors, is it always so with the women?”, beaver Dwyne but her tone is a little restrained.

“I am indeed close to all that is in this hospital, no matter how this place is my second home, I spend a lot of time in the hospital, so make it as comfortable as possible”, replied the God as it is, but the woman sitting next to him meant something else.

“Ish, beware that you are close to another woman”, upset Dwyne in the heart, folded both hands in front of the chest, but there was not a second God pulled her.

“You want to make your infusion come off and bleed here?”, the God who is tired of arguing slightly raised his voice.

“Not”, Dwyne replied briefly, then sat leaning with one hand she let stick to the sofa.

Until 5 am Dewa and Dwyne waiting in front of the room, Dwyne sleeps somehow since what time but certainly only God a not restful in sleep.

The god stroked the wife's long and brown hair, then smoothed Dwyne's hair on her forehead, stroking the two cheeks she so longed for when blushing, his wife's sweet pink lips did not escape the attention of God.

He misses his wife so much, Dewa really hopes to re-knit the beautiful household with the arrogant woman who sleeps by his side. But God will not expect more after what his efforts are worth it, let the time determine the way of life of his marriage.

“I miss Dwyne, I miss these smiling lips. I love you Dwyne, my wife”, the God moves closer, kisses her pink lips briefly.

“Thank you for pregnant and giving birth to Denver, you are a strong woman and I have always loved you Dwyne. Never stop loving me, because I too, always keep you in the heart of”, said Dewa.

Maybe if Dwyne wakes up and gets full consciousness, surely this woman will be very happy to be loved by her husband.

But for the gods, hope Dwyne doesn't hear. Let himself love in silence to the woman of his heart. Gods no longer wanted to spend time arguing only for unimportant things. Now the main focus is on the baby, how to raise and educate Denver into a tough and responsible man.

...TBC...